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Whose fault is it
Who's to blame
must it all be ME
only me...
Yes, I have my mistakes
I admitted, didn't I?
Childish ways
Decision sways
Unplanned mistakes
Consequences shake
Didn't mean to,
don't you believe?
consecutive days
dotted months
yearlong vents..
I made you cry
and so I too cried.
I put you to shame
And so I was too.
I failed you
and so myself too.
But..
they are all in the past.
The past.
Won't you learn to let go of them?
[Just I am learning to forget and forego]
However..
If you want to stay there
Spare me.. Don't drag me there.
Simple as I want my peace
I want to move on...
Just to move on...
Do understand this.
Doesn't matter if you will never like me
I won't push you
I won't force you
I won't please you
This never be to be proud
nor am I bragging
nor am I too hard headed.
I just want to discover ME.
not from your mold
not from your dictation
not by force
not anymore in anyone's shadow
Don't insist.
But just me
so...
If you do care
If you do love me
Let me be..
© O. E. Guillermo
11:25pm
October 15, 2014
Sponsor Judy Konos
Contest Name c'est la vie
3rd place
End this madness inside of my cranium and numb the pain that’s making me
feel this sensation, as if I was drunk off of rum…I’m not a drunkard that’s
dumb and that’s a fact that has made a big impact in my life…especially my
brother’s life to be exact!! Do you have any clue what I’ve been through? Do
you have any brain cells in your empty brain? Are you damaged by your
suicidal depression? Anxiety took a toll on you – you’re in its session…it’s
controlling you like a puppet, doing whatever the puppet master tells it to do!
You demand attention immediately without further ado…pay off your expense
of your emotional suspense! Dispense and you shall receive no more expense!
You are fenced in by the absence of hope and the approval of avarice appeal!
Ignorant to the time, drifting away from your grasp! You hold your breath and
you gasp! At last, you understand how important it is to immediately dispose
of your expense! Just reap what you sow and pay up for your sins! The
consequences lay in someone else’s hands and the two grand lands split! You
are way, way more worthy of praise than being in chains in this pitiful pit of
yours! All because you didn’t pay up your exceptional amount of expense! I’m
going to drop off reality for the time being until the end! Deplorable Reality’s
strategic tragedy stings like billion’s of buzzin’ busy bees, swarming around
me like my crowd of fans, family and friends – what’s the expense of fame?
Will I be feeling this shame with a grand name? Will it be astonishing beyond
say or just another bill to pay? Ignorance is bliss they say…I’ll type no more of
this verse today…Or I’ll pay my expense of writing too much! At least I give
my poems a great punch of passion, inspiration, and it’s moving, even with
the slightest touch!!!!
Slipping can happen
either fast or slow
It can be a deliberate drama
or an accident of karma...
It can be something that's fun
It can happen on the run...
It can happen with a smile
or it can be tragic event
with terrible consequences
wounds to reconcile.
Slipping can be a physical act...
where your body takes a ride
or it can be a mental game...
where angels dare to hide.
In either case
It's a paradigm shift...
from steady, stable and strong
to unsettled and unbalanced tricks...
unsure of what went wrong.
The real trick to conquering slipping
is to catch yourself...
When you see all your insecurities...
When you catch yourself unsure...
Attach yourself
to nearest source of strength
a pillar of ongoing moral support.
Support can come in many ways
It can be a friend with just a smile.
It can be just the simple comfort
of words offered up in silent prayer...
It can be the framework
along the voyage
of your passage...
the meanings
in your message...
It can be the bellboy
of your baggage.
(November 22, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
I used to be so optimistic
Now, I feel like a pathetic stranger
I used to be so enthusiastic
I have to deal with more danger…
Now I am
Lacking potential,
strength and intelligence
I used to be a cheerful kid
I used to be a real bad boy
But, now I am
Mature enough to face my consequences
I used to be so courageous
I used to be such a genius
But, now I am
Guilty for letting go of my innocence…
I wept silently…tears bounce off my eyes
These voices in my head are telling me lies
But, now I am
Close to my breaking point
My bones are out of joint
There’s no more room for happiness
All of my joy is faltering…
As I hear you hollering
You pushed me around like some worthless door
I stand up for myself and face my fears
All I hear is your jeers
I used to be a cheerful kid
I used to be a real bad boy
But, now I am
Mature enough to face my consequences
I used to be so courageous
I used to be such a genius
But, now I am
Guilty for letting go of my innocence…
I wept silently…tears bounce off my eyes
These voices in my head are telling me lies
But, now I am
Close to my breaking point
Don’t weigh me down…you’re as cruel as gravity
You demolished my sanity
I’m pushing forward…never looking down
‘Cause when I do look down, I can’t help but frown
I must get out of here…
Before I get swallowed up in my fear
Of losing this battle…of uncertainty
Don’t bottle up tainted misery
I keep telling you, “There’s always tomorrow
To do what you love to do best…just rest,
Darling…please, hear me out!”
You just turn the other way
I suppose today was a humiliating day
I see you run away…
I used to be a cheerful kid
I used to be a real bad boy
But, now I am
Mature enough to face my consequences
I used to be so courageous
I used to be such a genius
But, now I am
Guilty for letting go of my innocence…
I wept silently…tears bounce off my eyes
These voices in my head are telling me lies
But, now I am
Close to my breaking point
I used to chase after you, but I’d rather not…
I didn’t mean to leave you to rot
I got to leave this wretched place
Because when I ARRIVED, I felt like a disgrace
I’m planted on the spot
Now, there’s no way to leave this terrible,
Terrible lot
Us and Them
Them and Us
Good and Evil, until
You aren’t just them
I’m not just us
God’s Chosen, choosing
Who blends, who shows
Who stays, who goes
All God’s Children, except
The ones who aren’t
And those who know, accept, until
You don’t accept, but will
Until
Justice for the oppressed
By the oppressed
For the oppression, because
Online, in person, AI
So much easier, so much harder to
Read the room, when there isn’t a room except
Real-world consequences of online advances
From perceived slights and actual rights
Denied, defied,
Hope denied, fear defied
Truth accepted, hope connected
This piece was sparked by an idea in a fellow poet Tom Woody’s’ — “Last Dance Amid the Stars.” I however, followed a very different emotional path — one that avoids finality and leaves room for mystery and one’s own imagination. The story also touches on the true stories of a growing trend with tragic consequences — lives lost in the pursuit of that one perfect selfie in scenic spots. This dangerous craze has already claimed lives. It’s a heartfelt reminder for us all to stay grounded — in every sense of the word.
Lyrics
Into The Black Hole Sun - A Cosmic Ballad of Love, Loss and Illusion
Phone in my left hand,
a metal hook in my right
A Grand Canyon dream
dust in the night
"Just one more selfie,"
her voice still remains
now she’s lying below,
and I’m drowning in blame
Oh, the wind the wind
it whispers her name
echoes of laughter,
lost in the game
We were dancing on Neptune,
chasing the stars
riding Saturn’s rings
like a cosmic guitar
skipping past Earth,
straight to Venus we’d fly
Why'd her wings disappear
as she fell from the sky?
Now I ride the Milky Way,
lost in the haze
coasting astral winds
through Jupiter’s maze
Had a talk with a rover
‘bout faith and decay
But it don’t really matter
she’s too far away
This void, this void
keeps calling me back with
lures of a one-way ticket, that’s a fact
We were dancing on Neptune,
chasing the stars
riding Saturn’s rings
like a cosmic guitar
skipping past Earth,
straight to Venus we’d fly
What made her lose her wings
when she fell from the sky?
One last swig, one last thought
One last look at what I’ve lost
Slowly I fall lost in the haze
into the dark where shadows blaze
Black hole sun, light up the sky
Spinning into stardust,
Where memories lie
Gravity fades, no more pain
Just an endless reunion
Just an endless reunion
In space
One takes what does not belong
In depths of darkness, moonlight night
Daylight's ruins, breathless soul it feeds
Our demeanor broken beneath the flesh
Heart broken, emotion of evil devour
Hurt tortures as if death appeared
Stolen, denied life's promised ambition
They rove, benign behind the face
Thieves of the heart, robbed life's expectations
Our soul torn, prod like a dead animal
Killed senselessly, even words cut a rip
To satisfy their own needs, thieves of the heart
At the hands of greed, selfishness of desire
Like a ghostly wind, a whisk and gone
What is it we believe, life or death we follow
Graves dug everyday, even ourselves a wall
No man kill the bee, they just want the honey
In us we live without remorse to consequences
Always taken granted, we destroy all we live
Human sacrifice or Earth's expense the price
Thieves of the heart, denial to God's creation
Mortality of mankind questioned morals
Or their own doing to devastation of death
Two thieves hung but only one went to heaven
Be it choice, what life you lead to another
That you even steal from yourself lifeless soul
But another, you make them a thief of the heart
I live in exile
Trapped inside my brain
Beating on the walls
To be let out,
But I’ve locked myself in here for good
I’ve exiled myself
Doomed to never speak
Because it won’t matter
It never mattered.
Sometimes it’s better to live amongst your thoughts
But the demons get loud if you stay too long.
Sometimes I want to leave my brain,
Remove the tape covering my lips,
Sometimes it seems like screaming
Just so I could hear my voice again
Could be worth the consequences,
But once you make your brain
Your only home,
You’re trapped,
Exiled from the land of the living.
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4/27/2023
The Light of His Word relieves all of the darkness
In not having heard you don't even see the mess
In so a mind wonders having no point of reference
As when it blunders you haven't the slightest sense
As man pushes God away then repeatedly God warns
Telling their kids not to pray as all society now scorns
Now take a look around... do you recognize anything
Unstable sandy ground, the consequences it does bring
First things just crack but in time when there's no repair
Just a missing peg in the track one more no longer there
The train picks up speed as the passengers pay no mind
Feeling there's no need too busy going to the daily grind
Just a little bit of shaking as this time they made it past
But each day that it's breaking their own lots they cast
In hearing All Aboard maybe you will take another way
Maybe going with the Lord, hearing what He has to say
2 Timothy 2:15
Study to shew thyself approved unto God,
a workman that needeth not to be ashamed,
rightly dividing the word of truth.
What if
Matter whether or not
You think you choose to digest the
Red Pill
Or
Blue Pill
1 and only 1
Constant common thread
remains in tact
Somewhere hidden flowing
deep inside the main frame
An encrypted Code does exist
Beyond the many Firewalls
protecting it
Supplementing the Matrix
That could bring it to it's knee's
And so expose the endless litany
of lie's used to subjugate the masses
into willing servitude
And we're to awaken enlightened
to so much fresh new information
racing through your brain
You we're barely able to recollect
something as trivial as the simple
necessity of how important it is
to breathe
And that all this information your
brain is now trying to process
May possibly even kill you or turn
your brain to mush
And leave you in a vegetative
incapacitated state
Like you we're initially before
Only difference is that this may
be a far bitter pill to swallow
Being it's a toxic deadly mix of
1 part Red and other half Blue
And the side effects leave you in
a permanent comatose state
of mind
To suffer the consequences of
whilst in purgatory